You're In Love With Love

I'm really dumb when it comes to you. I give myself hope when you were born strictly to bring me down. We're nothing alike; I can hardly stand the words that come out of your mouth. I long to be close to your thoughts, knowing very well that I'm never on your mind. You make me sick. I am afraid to love again, I don't know if my heart can take another you. I think the reason I can't let you go is because it's not you I need to rid myself of. It's the better times with you. Walking in the night hand in hand and other memories I can't let myself reminisce over in public. Because lets face it, I'd have a hard time letting anyone in right now... even you. I don't really think I'm in love with you. I'm in love with how you made me feel and how nervous you make me. Don't misunderstand me. I'll always love you. Day in and day out, I will always, unfortunately, miss you and your quirks. You gave me something real and therefore I am forced to remember you. You and that smile. I don't think I'll ever forget it. Ugh, I don't even understand me.

"You'd think I'd know by now. You were bound to love again. To my dismay, she was bound to love you."